Q: So after watching a few of HGTV’s “My First Sale” episodes, which we have never seen before, what is your confidence level on selling our house?
Eric: It’s going to sell, I just don’t want to be around when they say oh that appliance is so out dated.
Q: I went out to dinner with my sister and her friend Luree last night. You seemed really jealous. Were you? And if so, was it because I went somewhere without you?
Eric: No, it was more about feeling like “Cinderfella.” The three sisters went out on the town while I was home pulling staples from the stairwell where the previous owners put carpet. At least I got to eat your leftovers.
(editor’s note: First of all, Cinderella had two step-sisters, not three. And second of all, you’re so dramatic…)
Q: How was your workshop in North Carolina?
Eric: It went real fast. My last class ended Saturday afternoon and I started heading home. It was the first time that I got home on a Sunday.
Q: How much did you miss me? And if you say “yes” what specifically did you miss?
Eric: I don’t want to answer that. But I will say it was strange not having your big mouth in the car for the trip down and back. Also, I think you were missed by a lot of people, unless they were just a bunch of brown-nosers.
Q: What annoyed you this week?
Eric: Sheetrock dust, you and your sister watching me work while you ate chocolate and drank blood orange margaritas, moving boxes from one place to another and then moving to yet another spot, not being able to find anything, the house in reno-demolish mode, showering while being surrounded in plastic…. Should I go on? Because I could.
Uhm, no. I think you’re good with this week’s questions.
This whole packing-up-the-house-and-moving thing is starting to really irritate me! I was okay with it the last few weeks but that calmness has wore off. My most favorite green distressed cabinet from Mexico where I store all my bar ware and spirits is now my “packing station.” So sad. And I’m sure many think this cabinet is sad. Don’t go dissing my most favorite piece of furniture. I bought this when I lived in Texas and I can never see myself parting with it.
When I had my vintage and antique store in Maine, I used this cabinet as a display for a few months. I had to remove it off the floor because so many people wanted to buy it! I knew one day someone would make me an offer I couldn’t refuse and I didn’t want that to happen. So it went back to my living space.
So why is this full of paper? I went on Craig’s List a few weeks ago and scored a whole ton (literally) of free shipping boxes and packing paper from a retired couple who just moved to New Hampshire from South Carolina. And I’m talking about the professional moving boxes and paper — not the cheap stuff. We made three trips (or was it four?) with the van to get all the boxes and paper.
Since I feel better having some semblance of organization, I decided to recruit my favorite cabinet. I folded a lot of the paper and separated them depending on weight and usage (some are for delicate glassware, some are for glass frames, and the shiny ones are for dishes, etc.) and stored them nice and neat on the shelves, making packing a lot easier. As soon as I’m running low, I simply go in the garage and grab a box (well, tell Eric to grab the box) stuffed full with crumpled paper, waiting for me to unfold and sort.
If only I could remember where I stashed my bottle of Tequila.
I haven’t posted for a week because Eric was in North Carolina for the NCBA convention which also happens to be my favorite so I was sad to miss it. We both decided that my time would be best spent staying home alone painting the bedroom so we can get our house on the market asap. And I didn’t want to write sappy posts about how much I missed Eric all week. I’m sure I would lose lots of followers by doing that.
But now he’s home and I am so pumped! Why? While he was gone I spent 25 minutes trying to get the lid off this 5-Gallon bucket of Joint Compound! If he was here, he could’ve done this in 25 seconds! So no more struggling with lids that I need to pry off with a hammer!
I also had to buy the “Ultra Lightweight” product since the regular All Purpose brand that I really wanted I couldn’t lift! It was 65 pounds! There was no way I could get that out of the car, up our front steps and into the house all by myself. So I had to settle for the less-heavy bucket, weighing in at 40 pounds. So this weakling is happy her strong husband is home… te hee.
Why did I need all this joint compound? I’ve been working on a wall treatment in our upstairs bedroom that is really our only option to improve the space. Will have some before and after pics soon!